Tattoo Heartist

Men like me don't deserve soft things. But I kept her anyway.

Tristian Locke

I built my life around control.
Spent my life solving problems with my fists. In the ring. In the streets. In the shadows of Chicago's underground.
But I'm a man on borrowed time, borrowed money, living a life that's not mine.

And I have nothing left to give anyone.

Then Ingrid Rodriguez walked into my shop.
She was soft in every way I'm not. And underneath all that gentleness she was carrying something dark.
Pai...